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Did she even take a breath?
“Oh, you’re done with the drama?” I say. “I thought you had more to get off your chest.”
“Don’t even go there with me, Ari. When I suggested a little night of fun with a guy who is as single as you are, you shot me down. Now, Miss Holy Chic and Mr. Sex-God-Former-Rock-Star-Turned-CEO are an item?”
“We’re not an item.” I roll my eyes at the phone. “Beckett was just being a gentleman. We were out for dinner and he invited me to the engagement party. He forgot it was happening that night.”
“Dinner is a far cry from the photos floating all over the internet, Ari,” she says.
“The press has a knack for blowing things out of proportion.”
“You’re telling me your pussy wasn’t fluttering?” She doesn’t give me a chance to answer. “Because the photos of you dancing sex-to-sex with Beckett Christensen suggest otherwise.”
I’m a little caught off guard.
I didn’t expect her call and I surely didn’t expect to be besieged this early in the morning. I thought I’d have a couple of glasses of wine in my system before I had the courage to share my night of debauchery with Phoebe.
“Arianne?” she says when I don’t answer.
“Yes.”
“What aren’t you telling me?”
“My pussy wasn’t fluttering—”
“Don’t you dare—”
“My pussy was beating harder than shutters flapping wild in the middle of a raging hurricane for sexy Beckett Christensen,” I tell her. “When I’m around him, I don’t know what to do with myself. It’s like I’m always turned on like a freaking light switch.” I pause to catch my breath because my heart is beating like a drum. “Frankly, I have no idea how I’m going to survive next week’s business trip to Germany without melting in a pool of lust every time he looks at me.”
“Wh—what?!”
Chapter 27
Beckett
Ignoring the pleading look on Arianne’s face—and my protesting cock—last night when I dropped her off at her place, I retreated to my home and jerked off at the memory of our dirty encounter in my office.
I had a repeat this morning when I woke up with a mighty morning wood and again in the shower. I didn’t know you could come so hard, you fear blacking out.
I’ve given up the pretense I could win this challenge.
I’m not even interested in trying anymore.
Celibacy is inhuman. Especially, when God sends a sweet temptation like Arianne Buchanan your way.
I held back for another reason—one I struggle to make sense of. For once in my life, my naughty thoughts are centered around the pleasure I give a woman and not my cock’s enjoyment and what I get in return.
It’s unheard of.
Yet, here I am, three days after Miss Buchanan started working for me, a changed man.
After a string of morning meetings offsite, I find myself trapped in another one with the head of the legal team. We’re going down a long list of important matters. Covering for Rhys while he’s away is a juggling act. In the meantime, Arianne is keeping herself busy in a follow-up meeting with the design team.
I can’t wait to catch a glimpse of Miss Holy Chic.
Did she fall asleep remembering my thick hard cock pressing against her pelvis as I reddened her ass?
I hope she played with herself, pretending the fingers plunging in and out of her dripping pussy were mine. Maybe she woke up this morning searching for release, flashing back to images of me licking my fingers clean of her slick, sweet juices.
